“Okay, better make that three miso-pork ramen!” “Old man, two bowls of miso-pork ramen and,” Naruto looked at Kiba “what will Akamaru have?” Akamaru.” Just as instructed, Akamaru leapt to his feet and as Kiba and Naruto walked to Ichiraku’s, trotted behind them, pleased with his I’m hungry! What are you waiting for?” Kiba shook his head slightly and smiled, broadly. “Coming right up.” The man behind the counter said, immediately starting to cook.
